I threw this spoon at her unexpectedly. It hit her in the face.
I keep feeding D little pieces of garbage I find on the floor.
I never sit still. Ever. I'm teaching my brother.
I can open all of the child locks on the cabinets. Every brand. Every cabinet.
I eat whatever I want from the freezer, then when she notices and takes it I throw myself on the floor and scream. Bloody murder.
I started to sleep talk. I usually say "Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma. Need you."
I don't like pizza.
I am not happy unless my blocks are spread throughout the living room. I don't want to play with them and neither can anyone else. But they must remain out.
I carry chairs and turn on and off the lights.
I only sleep when D is awake.
She tried to teach me to swim. I practice when she changes my diaper.
On switches are to remain on. Always.
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